"... But haven't you already told them? They will react to this, at least, retreat? In a human city, this shouldn't be a difficult thing. (Read the text novel and go to '") ~"
Shaking his head, the dwarf took out a pottery jug from his cloak and poured some into his mouth - he always cherished this kind of good wine when no one was treating him, but obviously, this also made him
I have a lot more time to think and tell the city guards, they will just miss the mark, and you won’t be able to get the bonus... maybe you will be accused of lying by those guys."
"Of course, as long as they are not fools, they will certainly recognize the problems in my words and react accordingly, so I gave them some leeway."
Edward smiled slightly, tied the last strap of the arm crossbow between his elbows, and flicked it twice... This kind of arm crossbow was exquisitely made and fired quickly, so he would not let it go, although it still seemed a little heavy.
It’s not very suitable for making quick movements, but it’s still something to gain - such an arm crossbow, if it flows into the black market, it will definitely have some value, well, at least more than a hundred gold coins. Unfortunately, there are obviously too many of these idiots
The unorganized and unplanned escape left the other guys with no way to recover them one by one.
The hunter who was used to being poor was making serious calculations while walking leisurely along the streets. The sirens of the city guards and the sound of horse hooves caused a harsh noise a few streets away, and there were also a few screams faintly.
During the period of condensation, but for the source of all this, it was a sound that made him feel happy - something seemed to be stirring excitedly in his heart, which gave him more patience to explain.
"By the way, the guy who told you these things, he said that their lair seems to have... four, no, it's five. But does this have something to do with you making up the name of an organization? Well, you said so
, to make them think that you are the same as them. They will not think that someone will attack them soon, right? But as long as they move slowly, two days or three days later..."
There wasn't much wine left in the jug, so until the last drop disappeared on the tip of his tongue, Baroque seemed to have finally straightened out the messy things - the reason why his cunning companion only said three, then what?
The two more secret lairs have become each other's logical havens. At least in the recent period, they will use them as the center. (Just read the text novel.") And the matter involving a nobleman must be okay.
Let them concentrate more. In this way, the final clearing of the city guards will surely achieve a great result.
It is somewhat similar to the method he used to deal with mice when he was a child...but it is really too troublesome to understand the thoughts of these humans.
The throbbing forehead made Baroque shake his head hard, confirming that a dwarf is really not suitable to think about these issues. Fortunately, our dwarf will not be depressed by this - in fact, he is happy to put his thoughts on interesting topics.
direction, leaving behind the tedious parts:
"Boy Edward, let's talk about the spell you used before... right? Many of the words are really powerful. Just take a look at them and those guys will tell you everything like old acquaintances. But in that case
, why don’t you just go and befriend their leader... Ah, in fact, you just need to find a noble and give him a try, you can arrest whoever you want, and you can have as much money as you want?
Can't we solve all this little problem?"
"It's not that simple. Well, didn't the female mage use similar power on you before? But in the end, as soon as she left, didn't you recover quickly?" Edward twitched the corner of his mouth. This companion was definitely not like that.
On the outside, he looks like he only has strength. His big head is not in vain, but he obviously doesn't like to use it. ~
"This kind of trick will not work on spell casters and those who are determined... No, even in front of some guys who have psychological defenses, not to mention being controlled by spells, every move will always be a little unnatural, low-level
A mage apprentice can see through this trick as long as he uses a discerning spell. And a slightly higher level mage can even see through this trick at a glance, let alone the people who are familiar with him. If a noble does not have these people around him, I will
Maybe you can give it a try, but that kind of lucky situation is almost impossible."
Smiling, the hunter spoke.
In fact, this time, luck really seems to be on his side - the effect of the ability of charm is not very strong. To put it bluntly, it just makes the other party feel good about you and relaxes his vigilance. It does not allow you to get what you want.
The caster cannot even completely control the other person's emotional direction. And with Edward's current ability, the effect of the charm can last for a little more than an hour at most. After the effect wears off, the other person may immediately turn against him.
Therefore, when the hunter found the opponent's superior person through the poor little thief, the hunter had actually made preparations to solve it by force. But it should be said that they were unlucky because Edward had suffered so much recently, and those unlucky encounters caused him to be affected by the lucky lady.
Strongly favored? While chatting and talking, that guy leaked a lot of interesting situations that could be used. (Just read the text novel) and he made that little trick in a flash of inspiration.
It's a small trap, but it's enough to keep your opponent busy for a long time.
Of course, it is impossible to end this matter just by being busy.
The Viscount, who is as short and fat as a dwarf, will probably not give up because of this - even now, two hundred years after the founding of the country, the status of the Tuminis nobles has been diluted, decayed and eroded like their bloodline.
It is no longer as noble as it was at the beginning of the founding of the country, but the deep barriers between classes have become deeper and deeper. Even if the nobles usually do things to the common people, they are at a bottom line of peace and harmony.
, but what maintains all this is still just the arrogance of the nobles themselves, but things like assassinations are the invisible hand that can easily break this thin thread.
This incident caused by a little luck may be the beginning of a bloody tremor... And how much will the rich young businessman be implicated in this incident?
No, maybe all this is not just the result of luck - if Edward is an ordinary mercenary, then the few masters of this third-rate guild will indeed be rich enough to deal with him. In that case, it is most likely
What happened is that a foreigner disappeared silently into this man-eating beast-like city, waiting for a few days to turn into a chewed and torn corpse, and died suddenly in a stinking ditch.
next to.
It's a pity that now, he is no longer that ordinary mercenary... The joy in his heart seems to be more and more swollen and complete, and even his steps can't help but feel a little brisk. ~
But the next moment, the voice in his heart suddenly paused - a dry, low, and insidious voice sounded from a deeper place, disturbing his complacency.
"There are two secrets that can make a man great. One of them is to never reveal all you are."
If it is not mixed with any complicated emotions, the voice of the Psychic Crystal Servant will be infinitely close to its creator, especially anyone who approaches you with that kind of deep, malicious intent in the words will always be there.
Don't trust them completely and never share your abilities with anyone. Many failed monarchs in history have done this. You'd better not repeat their bad situation and end... The guy who claims friendship to you, at least
Let them prove that words are almost meaningless compared to the actual actions of risking fire and water for friendship. (Just read the novel)"
"you……"
His brows jumped, and some of the pride in Edward's heart seemed to fly to the sky in an instant - the timing of this damn stone and the words he said were really disgusting, but those words were obviously incorrect and unreasonable.
, but the psion was unable to refute it for a moment - or is it because what he said was just some sophistry that blurred the boundaries and was ambiguous?
"The things in the forest are enough for me to trust." After hesitating, Edward's voice in his heart became firm and I will not doubt the judgment I made."
Regarding his determination, the Spirit Crystal Servant did not refute. "I hope so... regret is a unique human emotion anyway." It made a subtle squeaking sound, like a cold mockery. But it seemed a bit like it.
It's...a prophecy.
Deep in the southern tip of the continent, Romandy has the reputation of being like spring all year round. Even the name of the snow-melting moon on the calendar does not prevent the bouquets of early blooming flowers in the city from vying for beauty. They are still cutting-edge and old, whimsical and old.
A perfect combination of simplicity and simplicity, but the closer you get to the castle in the center, the more exquisite and towering the buildings become, as if it can make people's self-esteem inflate, and they are indescribably arrogant.
However, as he walked slowly through the streets, Edward felt a little distracted.
This spiritual dialogue is actually extremely short, but the silence caused by it is a bit long... Even the scenery with the charm of ancient times cannot make his mind broaden. The words of the spiritual crystal servant are as if they are in his eyes.
My heart was covered with a layer of dirty mist, which was disgustingly sticky, damp and cold.
"What a weird place. Are you sure we haven't left?"
During this short or long silence, the seven or eight streets had reached the end again, and the dwarf's voice also broke the messy thoughts in Edward's mind. He raised his eyes and noticed that he had indeed arrived at an extremely strange place -
- What appeared in the field of vision was a very tall building, only slightly shorter than some of the ancient stone houses in the city that were over four stories high, but there were not even a single window on the round exterior, like
A half wine barrel that was magnified countless times and turned upside down on the ground. (Read the text novel to get there'')
However, this scenery does not attract too much attention, because this strange wine barrel is probably built in the backyard of a tall mansion. The four zigzag buildings around it will
It is closely guarded inside.
"No. 32, Avenue Lorti,"
After making sure that he was not leaving, Edward couldn't help but whistle in a low voice - not only was the appearance strange, but in his sight, the uneven red sheen on the building showed that it had been enchanted with a lot of magic.
——It turned out to be a magic laboratory? The residence of a mage?
But in fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not particularly strange. After all, the purpose of his trip is about the magic academy, and it is obviously more in line with ordinary people's thinking to find someone who is also a mage to make the recommendation.
——But are there actually magicians who work alone in the Romantic City? Or is it actually a noble who is extremely fanatical about magic but is unlucky, just like Edward, who lives here?
The suspicion was soon confirmed. Just when Edward and Baroque approached the door, a harsh clang sound came from the door.
Immediately, the door slowly opened with a creaking and rubbing sound. When the door was fully opened, not only Baroque, but also Edward was slightly surprised - because the person who pushed the two doors open was
A self-propelled, huge piece of armor.
Although the entire package is airtight, the hollow under the half mask is enough to tell the fact that it is not worn by a living person - and in fact, only in this way is it consistent with common sense... After all, the thickness of all the armor's decks may exceed
It is three inches taller. Even if it is made of light metal such as mithril, it is likely to exceed 500 pounds. Even the strongest creature will obviously not be able to afford it.
But the armor shook its helmet humanely in the next moment, as if it was sizing up the two people.
"Unexpected visitor?"
It issued a dull tone with a hint of surprise. Who are you?"
"Your Excellency, Master, we are a mixed-race society..."
"Is it them again? No wonder the prophecy is vague and ambiguous. Well, come in..." As if he didn't want to listen to the explanation at all, the armor turned and walked into the darkness, so the two visitors could only choose to follow inexplicably.
behind.
Behind the door is a wide corridor. The dark walls on both sides are made of unknown stones. The surface is smooth and can reflect blurry figures like a mirror. Every few dozen steps, there is a light blue light dancing on it.
The colorful flame of the torch cast a small patch of dim light on the floor.
Edward squinted his eyes and carefully looked at every inch of the surroundings. After all, generally speaking, a personal magic laboratory is not a place where outsiders can enter at will.
Unfortunately, before he could see it, the full-body armor had already ushered the two of them into an undecorated room. There was only one bookshelf in the simple room, which was filled with record scrolls and documents; there was a desk opposite the door.
Ink, quills, and stacks of parchment were stacked haphazardly. Through the mountains of documents, scattered scrolls, and pens thrown aside, you could see a simple-looking man sitting on a chair behind.
He has uneven short hair, a sallow complexion, and sharp brows that are tightly knitted together with a solemn look. As Edward turned his eyes, he noticed his outwardly pointed, somewhat pointed ears - but he looked
The blood of the elves cannot be guaranteed 100%. This guy in front of him should be regarded as a poor breed. If he were not wrapped in a wrinkled robe, others might think that he is a lifelong habit.
Farmers who farm.
When the heavy armor stood outside the door, he stood up from the chair behind the table, his tall and thin body hunched over, with a slowness that was almost crushing his shoulders, like an old patient.
"Just give me some unnecessary trouble... Tell me, what happened again this time?" Without introducing himself, he tremblingly glanced at the dwarf and the boy slowly, and the voice coming from under his mustache was a bit deliberate.
The depressed mood, obviously no interest in using any etiquette, and the cold attitude gave Edward a headache for a while, and finally he had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.
"Your Excellency, Master, we were introduced by the Half-Blood Association. We have something to ask for..."
"Yes, yes... No, I was introduced to you by the guys from the Half-Blood Association. Tell me your request and I'll see if it's too troublesome... If it's too wordy, you'd better
Be wise and get out of here." Sitting back on the high-backed martial arts chair behind the desk, the mage spoke in a low voice, as if asking, and almost saying to himself that they just gave me some financial assistance.
, but they are looking for these useless things for me all day long. I am not one of those pastors who have nothing to do. How busy are you and me?" No skipping words.
The irritated disgust in the voice made Edward and Baroque couldn't help but look at each other, finding some surprise and dissatisfaction on each other's faces.
"Well, this... is about admission to the Magic Academy..." Edward said, making a last-ditch effort.
"Huh, introduction? It's a simple job. Okay, at this time, you can bring the guy who is going to enter the academy."
"No, Your Excellency, I am the one who wants to enter the academy..."
"Well, then... um? You?" The mage's voice raised up as expected. He raised his gaze from the pile of parchment again, with a cold light in his eyes, and looked the hunter up and down.
After a long while, he said coldly: Just because of your poor affinity for the magic network... you regard the magic academy as a place? A women's branch where you can get in by paying money and feel happy after entering? Let me introduce you to this
Those guys, those idiots in the college who have their eyes high above their heads, will laugh at me behind my back again, will you?" Don't skip the word.
This is not the first time I have heard such harsh words, but the person in front of me seems to be really talented in this area - Edward sneered and thought about whether to retaliate. But at this moment, another voice spoke.
The thoughts in his mind changed again.
"Baron Danfang, the guard knight, asks to see the state mage, His Excellency Lucien." This voice came from a small crystal on the mage's desk - obviously it was not the right time, because the mage immediately gave a rude response. What a bullshit.
"
"That...my, no, an extremely bad assassination incident occurred in our jurisdiction. In order to safeguard the laws of the country and the justice of the incident..." "Speak humanly" "Your Excellency Master Lucian, we need your prophecy
The help of magic."
"Damn" the mage cursed in a low voice, and the armor walked away again, and then... he noticed the two people still standing. You are still doing it here? Huh? You want to cause trouble for me again.
?”
"Oh, no, Lord Lucian... In fact, I think I can help you solve some troubles, just like you can help me..." Edward smiled slightly and snapped his fingers lightly. So, let's talk?"
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